Child Abuse Story From Valerie
by Valerie
(Houston, Texas, USA)
I grew up in child abuse. It started when I was in elementary school. I was in head-start at 5 years old. Yes! I can remember this day because it changed my whole life around.
It was after school on a Monday, a day I had taken a bath...my dad took me in the shower when I was little. My mom said he had to, but if only I knew he really didn't want to, I would have tried showering myself. After my bath, I went to my room and lay down. My dad came in later that night. He started to rape me. I screamed, but no one heard. No one heard me crying for my daddy stop. I remember the pain.
It wasn't only my dad, it was my stepdad. He took care of me since I was 2. So I have always called him dad.
I am now 15. He always told me not to tell anyone. He threatened to kill me and bury me 6 feet under my room. So I stayed quiet, until I went to middle school. I stopped wearing jackets. I always wore them because he left bruises on me, four finger marks. I didn't know what to say when anyone saw them, so I just walked away. One day, a teacher saw them. I had known her for 2 years, and I finally went up to her and told her. She started to cry, and she gave me her cell phone number to call her if I needed anything. So I gave her my cell phone too. She told the office because I said I would try to help myself. Then my mom came and yelled at the school and she yelled at me and she said I was lying. I didn't say anything, and I still can't say anything, because everyone thinks I am lying. I waited 11 years to tell someone, and then it turned out no one thinks I am telling the truth. Then everyone wants me to be all happy, like nothing ever happen. WRONG! I am killing inside! The teacher I told still thinks there is something wrong because the bruises are still there.
I am in child abuse still. I have to wait 3 more years. If there is anything I need now is to hope to god I can have a better life. Give me a definition of BETTER! I need help but I can't get it.
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